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gucci mane – use me lyrics

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
who me? aint’ sh-t
sittin’ court-side at all-star
and this? givenchy
my shirt covered in all stars
and y’all wasn’t wearing gold watches
‘til you seen us wearing gold watches
and you may have a hit b-tch
but this one’ll knock the ball park
and oh! lawnmower, just for the snake boys
shoot your -ss into pieces, man
and deliver it to your front door
oh! encore, they want more, they’re fans now
got your girl -ss clapping, hands down
don’t approach me with your hands out
sittin’ down i still stand out
tall n-gg- with jewelry on
like christmas lights on a d-mn house
it’s me, and i’m cool with it
you don’t know what to do with yourself
when i do it, i’m doing it fresh
born to do it, so i do it to death
climbing the steps, welcome my dawgs
we don’t get along, i’m tellin’ ‘em fetch
hit ‘em like “pa! ” hit ‘em like “pa! ”
shoot up the spot and i’m leavin’ like “ah! ”
okay, you know i started from scratch
i got to the strip club just to relax
i get a flat tire, i buy a new car
you know what time it is, check the rolex

[hook: gucci]
if you keep whining, baby, you gon’ lose me
better choose me, baby, come choose me
so fine that i let the girl use me
but i don’t ever get used up, usually (turn up, turn up)
baby use, me – baby, use me
baby use, me – baby, you can use me
baby use, me – you can use me
but i don’t ever get used up, usually
makin’ no noise
that n-gg- ain’t makin’ no noise (nah, nah)
makin’ no noise
no n-gg-s ain’t makin’ no noise (shut up)
makin’ no noise
them n-gg-s ain’t makin’ no noise (nah, nah)
makin’ no noise
that n-gg- ain’t makin’ no noise (shut up)

[verse 2: gucci mane]
if you’re an ugly hoe, i can’t leave with ya
if you’re a broke n-gg-, can’t smoke weed with ya
if you ain’t a boss then i can’t sip lean with ya
i’m not a rapper, b-tch, i’m a mob figure
4-58, it’s a centerpiece
these hoe n-gg-s ain’t seen half of me
got a pimp cup, i’m in the strip club
and the difference is these hoes ask for me
laflare, n-gg-, i’m rare, n-gg-
can’t match sh-t n-gg-
you a bad n-gg-? well i’m a bad killer
you a f-ck n-gg-, i don’t f-ck with ya
2 chainz, n-gg-, my cous-cous
all my cousins sell drugs
my brother sent a pack, i fell in love
and told everyone i know i sell bud

[bridge: gucci]
all i rock is designer clothes
all i take is designer drugs
so geeked up couldn’t find the club
woke up on the beach with a bag of bud (d-mn)
2 chainz, two times, got major money
more money than a label tryna sign a thug
ain’t seein’ y’all sayin’ y’all wanna sign with me
‘cause the artists you’ve got ain’t hot enough…

[hook]

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